paroles de chanson Seven - Haydn Conniff

Please picture me in the trees
I hit my peak at seven feet
In the swing over the creek, I was too scared to jump in

But I, I was high in the sky
With Pennsylvania under me
Are there still beautiful things?

Sweet tea in the summer, cross your heart, won't tell no other
And though I can't recall your face, I still got love for you
Your braid's like a pattern, love you to the moon and to Saturn
Passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long

And I've been meaning to tell you, I think your house is haunted
Your dad is always mad and that must be why
And I think you should come live with me and we can be pirates
Then you won't have to cry or hide in the closet
And just like a folk song, our love will be passed on

Please picture me in the weeds
Before I learned civility
I used to scream ferociously, any time I wanted

Sweet tea in the summer, cross my heart, won't tell no other
And though I can't recall your face, I still got love for you
Pack your dolls and a sweater, we'll move to India forever
Passed down like folk songs, our love lasts so long